tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82085733096440376932018-03-05T23:04:10.633-08:00sickornot's blog :)sickornot's blog :) metaphor for a missing momentsickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-27571373408369676002012-08-26T11:19:00.001-07:002012-08-26T11:22:43.103-07:00Blue jeans I just love this song ... and video <br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-6cCmxaGoQ&list=FL0rhA7KwzPzIghYcl47xDIw&index=1&feature=plpp_video" title="Blue Jeans">Blue Jeans</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-45612086165570795352012-06-17T12:17:00.002-07:002012-06-17T12:19:50.752-07:00Music portal: http://www.purevolume.com/ <a href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs27/i/2008/172/b/2/help__by_ann_izzle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="800" width="600" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs27/i/2008/172/b/2/help__by_ann_izzle.jpg" /></a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-66153103997182475302012-05-03T09:02:00.001-07:002012-05-03T09:02:57.315-07:00FRIENDSI used to have a best friend in school.... It was looong time ago. She replaced me for a better friend. I don't know who I hate more - my "Best friend" for NOT choosing me over that simple whore. Or me... for letting her take my BEST friend! :Csickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-7098052235254932382012-02-22T11:50:00.005-08:002012-02-22T12:20:45.915-08:00Fifteen Fathoms, Counting<a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/053/5/0/505fa6f1946acb3d8703eda2ab9e164a-d4qlvoo.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 611px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/053/5/0/505fa6f1946acb3d8703eda2ab9e164a-d4qlvoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 100%;">Hello you reading this blog... I was so bored and I though why not share some thoughts here. So ... February is almost over and everybody is ready for the spring. I guess it won't be that bad if it is not -20 outside. </span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">When spring comes - I won't have any excuse to stay home. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Today, I thought of one of those days of my childhood when my dad would finish work early and he would take me and my sister out for a walk. I love the fields near my home town. I could almost feel like I am a child again and I am running in one of those fields... free and relaxed. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Here, you can check two songs I love so much:</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUgNAkuY79A&amp;feature=bf_prev&amp;list=FL0rhA7KwzPzIghYcl47xDIw&amp;lf=plpp_video" title="Texas In July - I am Yours">Texas In July</a></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span><br /></span></div><div><span ><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZgxyh0dXiY" title="Fifteen Fathoms, Counting&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=">"&gt;<span >Fifteen Fathoms, Counting</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "></span></a></span></div>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-88893831889187128712012-02-17T12:57:00.006-08:002012-02-17T13:07:09.000-08:00cannot let go<a href="http://cdn.4muladesign.com/images/_posts/cosmos/cosmos14.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 582px; height: 427px;" src="http://cdn.4muladesign.com/images/_posts/cosmos/cosmos14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />//I feel so stuck...<br /><br /><br />I was trying so hard to make everything okay for the last ... 8 years :csickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-16577179715610907772012-01-09T15:47:00.000-08:002012-01-09T15:57:03.955-08:00Somebody That I Used to Know<a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/026/f/1/bus_ride_by_loish.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 793px; height: 569px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/026/f/1/bus_ride_by_loish.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I didn't mean to write a new post here. I have some exams at the university so I am pretty busy but I've heard a song today that I wanted to share here. <br />It is really great and it made me recall some memories from my past. ... from my school years. Sometimes I want to go back then :)<br />but it is over<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9NF2edxy-M" title="Somebody That I Used to Know">Somebody That I Used to Know</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-78770859589773336792011-12-12T15:48:00.000-08:002011-12-12T16:24:47.694-08:00the Universe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0001/fm1222_gendler.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 559px; height: 448px;" src="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0001/fm1222_gendler.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Christmas holidays are almost here and all around me is full with lights, christmas trees and ... some sad people.<br />I don't know if is because of the holidays or because Mondays always SUCK - but today I also felt so unhappy.<br /><br />The only thing that can calm me down is dreaming of some other worlds.<br /><br />Pretending I am walking through a forest and I suddenly go to a different time. There are no houses, no cities, I am in the past - so far away. I could just lay down and watch the trees and the animals around me. I don't have to talk to anyone for days - it is just me and the forest...<br /><br /><br />Or..pretending I could go to a different planet.Travel around the universe and learn how to fly. I guess it would be great if there is no gravity and you feel so free and nothing is keeping you down.<br /><br />Sad dreams... I keep on reading about the universe. Will I ever have the chance to get out of this planet?..I know it is funny - but I know it with my heart: there is some other place out there that is especially for me. I truly couldn't care less if there are aliens there. But I want to find this place. <br /><br />It is so unfair we cannot travel trough the universe ...sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-28718320832231758712011-11-24T03:52:00.000-08:002011-11-24T03:54:04.799-08:00I am just//<br /><br />speechless<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hs8y3kneqrs" title="Yellow Ledbetter">Yellow Ledbetter</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-91339397655012119712011-10-22T13:42:00.000-07:002011-10-22T14:25:23.156-07:00Life ahead of me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/34617987/If+These+Trees+Could+Talk+IfTheseTreesCouldTalk.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 565px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/34617987/If+These+Trees+Could+Talk+IfTheseTreesCouldTalk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />><br /><br />Soo... First semester has started which means there is only a couple of months left till I graduate. (finally!!!) An important chapter in my life is coming close to an end in a nice clean way so I thought of.. what I am going to do after that. What do I want? And here is THE LIST:<br /><br />1. have a nice place to live with a comfy bed, mattress and bookcase<br />2. start taking guitar lessons <br />3. learn German!!!!<br />4. finish my comics<br />5. start saving up for a trip to Japan <br />6. buy a MacBook Pro<br /><br />There are so many things I would like to see and experience.<br /><br />I want to enjoy my life, have time for myself, buy some clothes and shoes, go to the hairdresser more often than once every 2 years!sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-29693191235987419342011-10-18T01:10:00.000-07:002011-10-18T01:34:55.776-07:00Unaware<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/240/f/7/the_cake_is____by_einlee-d20o3qm.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 461px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/240/f/7/the_cake_is____by_einlee-d20o3qm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I couldn't sleep tonight. I was reading a book and then I ate and then ... I found a website where you can share your problems and someone reads them and can send you a song. You know what I found? 3 out of 5 problems were all because we ....are so scared....always so ready to believe the worst.<br />Life is not perfect but it doesn't mean we are going to fail everytime. <br />When something bad happens I try not to think of it... distracting myself with music, art, books. It doesn't make me think I am not good enough. <br /><br />People should stop being such a paranoid freaks.sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-10556055648455451412011-10-17T03:34:00.000-07:002011-10-17T03:37:09.847-07:00Whenever things get in a muddle, I always ignore the world and listen to musicMonday and fired up with ambition - so where I could screw up? <br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sALGke2pr2U" title="Midas Fall- Century">Midas Fall - Century</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-59921577633877479432011-10-08T11:44:00.000-07:002011-10-08T11:48:02.128-07:00Beautiful memoryI keep on reading short stories recently... and they only make me feel more and more out of this world.<br />Nothing interesting to share with you except <a href="http://chitanka.info/text/10377-ljubovna_istorija" title="THIS">THIS</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-51025492564547913982011-10-05T04:28:00.000-07:002011-10-05T04:38:30.862-07:00Back to school<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://edno23.com/i/attachments/1/1317582060493428_large.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://edno23.com/i/attachments/1/1317582060493428_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />The last semester at the university just started. I haven't had the chance to go to some classes yet but probably during the weekend.<br />And by the way - my name is already listed as an author in the biggest libraries here. I am so proud of this :)<br />That's all for now. You can check out:<br /><br /><br /> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuOuBtcG0Bw" title="The End">The End</a>sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-35317202477913233242011-09-29T03:34:00.001-07:002011-09-29T03:37:56.310-07:00Strawberry fields foreverSeptember 29th 2011 - such a hot autumn day.<br /><br />I was out to buy some food and there was an old man outside the supermarket. He was trying to sell strawberries. <br />"Look they are as sweet and beautiful as you"<br />I stared at him and he added:<br />"Ok, you are more beautiful but - they are not bad, too!"<br /><br />:) such a nice old man.sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-19494883351534288662011-09-28T03:59:00.000-07:002011-09-28T04:15:09.997-07:00I haven't posted here for quite a long time. To tell you the truth I didn't have anything interesting to share with you (whoever you are reading this).<br /><br />I wake up at 12 o'clock today as I was very tired and the first thing I wanted to do after that - was to play some live videos of City and Colours. <br />Enjoy:<br /><br /> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wq20K_GaFR4&feature=related" title="City and Colours - Fragile Bird">City and Colours - Fragile Bird</a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and then I wanted to post this here.<br /><br />P.S. I really really want to meet Dallas Green. I wish I knew someone like him in real life.sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-89675888348979585122010-12-21T08:23:00.001-08:002010-12-21T08:23:42.277-08:00той никога няма да го чуе от мен :|sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-37184235585185065912010-10-15T03:01:00.000-07:002010-10-15T03:02:09.555-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs027.snc3/11460_1302961176549_1306063077_30870654_7691803_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs027.snc3/11460_1302961176549_1306063077_30870654_7691803_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />:)sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-81080781734573640922010-07-07T14:52:00.001-07:002010-07-07T14:52:52.001-07:00huhthis whole thing about the letters is not for me. i hate writing.sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-39439576951943160792010-07-03T13:45:00.000-07:002010-07-03T13:58:02.066-07:004 day - a letter to my sisterHi Bib!<br />It's going to be difficult to write you a letter. <br />In fact it's almost like writing a letter to myself cuz you know everything about me. You know my every thought. <br />I love you for being such a cool sister. I know sometimes I drive you mad and you probably hate me for all the stupid things I've done. <br />And thanks for keeping me from not doing really really really stupid things:)<br />You are my big smart twin hahaha.<br />OKay, that's all :)sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-83382220338423400182010-07-02T15:00:00.000-07:002010-07-02T15:20:36.213-07:003 day - a letter to my parentsHi mom and dad!<br />I miss you a lot. I don't know what to tell you cuz I hear u almost everyday so yeah ... I guess the most important thing is that I LOVE YOU so much. But you already know that I hope:)<br />Although sometimes I'm not the perfect child I'm just trying to do my best which is not probably always the best. I guess I'm still looking for my way in this life. I will figure it out soon!<br />I love you and you are the best<br />your daughter :)sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-73346246511880745742010-07-01T12:13:00.000-07:002010-07-01T12:25:02.902-07:002 day - a letter to my CRUSHDear Crush :)<br />I won't tell your name here cuz you still dont know how much I love youuuu:)<br />But I really really like youuu so much. I mean you are like the cutest boy I've even known. From the first time I've seen you I think I knew you were going to be an important part in my life. <br />Thank you for keeping me sane and happy all the time. Without you my life would be so blank and I don't know.. I like spending my time with you although sometimes I don't show you how much you mean to me.<br />In fact, I don't know but when I'm around you I 'm so different and I can't even say what I want.. I mean - I have this "word-disappearing" sickness and I can't find the right words. So, yeah - it's not like I don't have fun with you - I'm just shy and insecure:)<br />Love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu<br />Didisickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-52492868802690936972010-06-30T12:39:00.000-07:002010-06-30T12:53:39.131-07:001 day - a letter to my BEST FRIENDHi :)<br />Well, we haven't been talking for like... a year but you are still my best friend.<br />Hope things with you are just fine cuz I'm doing great. <br />Oh gosh.. I want to know how are u doing really BUT I'm not going to call u first cuz I guess I'm still mad at U:)huh it sucks u abandoned me for a better friend :S<br />I miss our pointless conversations and yeah how things used to be ;/<br />In fact I know that u have a lot of changes recently in your life. I've met a classmate and he actually said u were great and I felt really sorry and angryyyy that I can't be with you. <br />However, I wanted to tell u about how important u are and how fun it is to be around u!<br />yeah ...<br />p.s. hey, I know u like Angel Sanctuary - so u will probably like Devil May Cry, too :*<br />byeee<br />love u<br />Your friend<br />Denitsasickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-4957634196465365492010-06-30T12:33:00.000-07:002010-06-30T12:34:16.523-07:00gameI will start writing today :)<br />WRITE A LETTER TO THESE PEOPLE :<br />Day 1 - your best friend. <br />Day 2 - your crush.<br />Day 3 - your parents. <br />Day 4 - your sibling.<br />Day 5 - your dreams.<br />Day 6 - a stranger.<br />Day 7 - your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush.<br />Day 8 - your favourite internet friend.<br />Day 9 - someone you wish you could meet.<br />Day 10 - someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to.<br />Day 11 - a deceased person you wish you could talk to.<br />Day 12 - the person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain.<br />Day 13 - someone you wish could forgive you.<br />Day 14 - someone you’ve drifted away from.<br />Day 15 - the person you miss the most.<br />Day 16 - someone that’s not in your state/country.<br />Day 17 - someone from your childhood.<br />Day 18 - the person that you wish you could be.<br />Day 19 - someone that pesters your mind—good or bad.<br />Day 20 - the one that broke your heart the hardest.<br />Day 21 - someone you judged by their first impression.<br />Day 22 - someone you want to give a second chance to.<br />Day 23 - the last person you kissed.<br />Day 24 - the person that gave you your favorite memory.<br />Day 25 - the person you know that is going through the worst of times.<br />Day 26 - the last person you made a pinky promise to.<br />Day 27 - the friendliest person you knew for only one day.<br />Day 28 - someone that changed your life.<br />Day 29 - the person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to.<br />Day 30 - your reflection in the mirror.sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-91567400653839561922010-06-28T03:18:00.000-07:002010-06-28T03:19:15.479-07:00...i like such a RUDE BOY ;]]]sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208573309644037693.post-70381131096815093842010-06-25T09:43:00.000-07:002010-06-25T10:09:47.441-07:00The Back Harlow RoadI chose to back off from this open wound,<br />to sweep this all into the flames.<br />Scream under the streetlights 'till the voice takes leave.<br />Life's beautiful miseries.<br /><br />yeahhhhhh :)sickornothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01851970533569420203noreply@blogger.com0